Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 104

The office was a quiet sanctuary. Alton’s slender, gold–watch adorned wrist extended and handed over a platinum business card bearing his private number.

Megan accepted it gently. After a long, searching look, she asked softly, “Why help me? I thought you’d side with Sullivan.”

Alton didn’t respond, instead leaning back in his chair and taking a contemplative draw from his cigar.

Truth be told, he didn’t know why as well. But if pressed for an answer, it might have been the memory from the hospital when he saw the shocking lines etched into Megan’s wrists, a painful echo of his own mother’s scars.

The difference, though, was stark. His mother had longed for death, and so she left.

Megan, on the other hand, clung to life.

Maybe it was something that lit up a spark of his compassion, he thought.

As Megan left, the business card was almost soaked with the sweat of her clenched palm.

Returning to Sullivan’s side, she was the picture of success to the world, but behind closed doors, it was a different story. Yet she rarely allowed herself to entertain thoughts of leaving Sullivan. She didn’t dare. But now, amid the despair, a sliver of hope seemed to beckon.

She stepped out of the elevator at the lobby.

through the revolving doors, to her surprise, she saw Begonia. Separated by a pane of glass, they couldn’t touch because their

one

business card, fully aware of who Begonia was there for. She actually knew his affection for her, but she could

was Sullivan’s wife, but

never confessed his feelings, and she never had a chance to

on, light and shadow

she could have at least called out to Begonia openly, could have visited his mother Cynthia to bake apple pies together,

had other

she, in turn, sought to

law firm, a black

silently watching his wife as she looked at another man. Her eyes betrayed a clear sense of

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feelings for

of those feelings, they were there, and it

with that same expression. Was it